The Harlem Witch was an old woman, named Jenny, with long curly old-fashioned hair, who came over and stood in front of Nick Fury, and the two sides had discussed before coming: "As long as you let my friend go, I'm willing to help!" ”

"Friend, what friend?" Anna asked.

Coulson replied in a low voice: "Before that, Jenny had negotiated terms with S.H.I.E.L.D., asking S.H.I.E.L.D. to release Mikola, an elite member of the Viper Gang nicknamed Rock Python. ”

From Coulson's mouth, Anna learned that S.H.I.E.L.D. had done something, even though Anna didn't know it.

In fact, two years ago, after the Beacon Hill incident, Lady Hydra confessed that in Boston, the Vipers were leaderless.

S.H.I.E.L.D. took the opportunity to strike at the remnants of the Vipers and captured a large number of elites nicknamed Python and Snake, and Mikola was one of them, according to Coulson, who was extra-large.

"When did S.H.I.E.L.D. accept the negotiation?" Anna asked, with the tough style of the director of the boiled egg!

Coulson guarded the file with both hands, and the old god replied on the ground: "It depends on the situation, besides, if you catch it and want to release it, how can it be so easy?" ”

Director Lu Dan and Jenny are arguing, roughly one wants to release people, the other says that he will not accept negotiations, Lu Dan even counter-threatens Jenny, if he doesn't plan to help, he will directly arrest the Harlem witch in prison and torture in the name of the Viper Gang's accomplices, including the little black girl standing next to her, Jenny's granddaughter.

The little black girl was angry, she felt that S.H.I.E.L.D. was too unreasonable!

The two of you went back and forth, and in the end, it was Jenny who gave in: "I need to meet with Mikola." ”

"It can be arranged!"

The two sides finally reached an agreement, and the next step was to discuss the content of the cooperation.

"How do I know you're capable of helping?" Anna stood up and asked, as a leader, she only listens to three points of what her subordinates say, and the remaining seven points rely on her own reasoning.

In her cognition, the enemy on the other side is the old god, and even if the old god sticks out a fingernail from another dimension, it is not something that a group of stupid witches can interfere with.

In fact, the Salem Witch in the Marvel Universe is the background wall that exists, serving as the background of the vampire Dracula.

It was the time of Atlantis, and the god of the underworld, Sithorne, left behind the Book of Darkness, with which a certain wizard created the first vampire, Varnae, who, after a long period of immortality, was tired of life and then met the later Dracula.

After transforming Dracula into a vampire, he designated Dracula as the vampire ancestor.

In the canonical history of Marvel, the Salem tragedy was provoked by Dracula.

Too weak, Anna thinks Salem Witch.

Their only worthwhile ability is to provoke vampires.

"Director Fury, I think we should turn around and move to Greenwich!"

What if you come across the Ancient One Inspection Clubhouse?

Belch... Even if the ancient dragon sees the beginning and the end, go to Greenwich to squat, what hamburger fried chicken restaurant, what Arabian barbecue restaurant, the clubhouse is important to hunt game, and occasionally pick up a librarian king or Hamil master is also good.

Dealing with the dark dimension, they are the professionals.

The old woman, Jenny, did not answer, but reached out and took out a bottle of powder from the shelf and sprinkled it on the ground.

"The ability to draw circles is good!" Anna said.

The medicinal powder formed a circle, wrapping Anna and the others inside, quite round.

"You can go to Harlem Elementary School and apply for a math teacher, specializing in teaching Euclid geometry, and the salary as a teacher is not high, and the pension is sufficient." Anna said.

The little black girl stood on the side, her eyebrows raised, and she was about to point at Anna and the others and scold, and Nick Fury and the others did not answer, they also wanted to witness the power of the Salem witch.

The old woman, Jenny, closed her eyes and muttered, her lips stirred, and she had words.

Anna looked at it, there was no wind and waves, and there was no smoke on the flat ground - what did the little black girl's expression do.

Looking at the little black girl with a surprised expression, Anna touched her head, she couldn't understand at all, could it be that they were playing double reeds, one was a support, and the other was a big dancer?

Following the little black girl's eyes, Anna saw Coulson, Coulson was sweating profusely, his body was sweaty, and his clothes looked like they could wring out water.

Looking at Fury again, Fury was not having a good time, his eyes were closed, and the black braised egg head was oozing sweat.

Anna pinched the flesh on the back of her neck, mainly because she was uncomfortable with her neck, and looked back at the old woman Jenny, who was still babbling, and she was reading harder and harder, as if she was gritting her teeth.

"Yes, your effect is much stronger than that of a circus performance, and children must love it!"

The old woman Jenny opened her eyes, stopped talking, felt that she had exhausted all her strength, she was unsteady on her feet, and leaned on the container, and the little black girl hurriedly ran to the back of the small shop and took out the pills.

Anna watched it, and it was still a digoxin film.

"See!!" The old woman, Jenny, was a little out of breath, and at the same time she was smug, and she opened her eyes and looked at Anna, and her little short legs looked curiously.

"Why are you okay?!" Jenny was astonished, knowing that she had used all the strength to feed.

However, looking at the little short legs, that is, pinching the back of the neck, this little guy looked up for too long, and the neck meat was squeezing the flesh and sore.

"Are you okay, do you want to give you an asthma ventilator!"

Anna took the ventilator out of her satchel and made a stance.

The old woman threw it away, she was so angry, what kind of person is this, look at the expression of your teammates, she uses a little more force, and it will be almost cooked.

As a result, the little short legs are beautiful.

In fact, if she hadn't been working now, Anna would have been able to escape the bottle and take a few puffs, and she wouldn't have felt anything.

At this time, Coulson had already woken up, he felt like he had been put in an incinerator just now, and if he turned it off again, he felt that he was going to burn, and when he looked back at Director Fury, he didn't look good, and he was also sweating on his forehead.

Of course, he knew that it was the Salem witch's men who showed mercy, and glanced at the old witch gratefully, only to see her clutching her chest and panting, which seemed to be an illusion, and it took a lot of the witch's magic.

Then he looked at the little short legs.

"Anna, don't you feel anything, illusion?"

"Oh, it's cold!" Anna realized that she was holding a small object in her pocket, and when she heard Coulson's question, she raised her head, and was stunned for a while, only to realize that she had to cooperate and pretend to be playing in the cold.

It's quite cold outside, and this year's New York winter has been particularly cold.

"Oh my God, Anna, you didn't see a fire, I just saw a wall of fire rising from the powder sprinkled on the ground, so big, and then I can't leave, I can only stand in it and roast!"

"Oh, it's hot!" Anna cooperated and wiped her forehead, which was so dry that she had to wipe it with saliva.

Others are performing with their lives, and she has to cooperate.